The stick master has retired to the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, when Yun Qiang saw him was still a little kid stunned, at that time there was no one in the whole horse gang who did not worship the stick master, first, the stick master has a legendary story, and the second is that the stick master is a living map on the vast prairie, as long as you say a place he can tell you the origin of the name of the place, what local customs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to invite the old man to come out of the mountains, he put a lot of thought into it, and specially asked Yun Qiang to prepare a generous gift, and in addition, money must be indispensable. The guide on this grassland also has a clear price, how far to go, whether there is any danger on the way, whether it will encounter a horse gang robbery, and if one condition is met, the price will be increased. Bang Ye is the best guide on the grassland, he is worth five figures.

After returning to the rivers and lakes, the stick master has been living in a forest east of Horqin with his two sons, this forest is planted very carefully, it is planted in accordance with the Xuanmen magic method, don't look at the small saplings are not high, but if you want to break through and don't know the method of the five elements of gossip, you can't get out of it for a month.

"Go to the cultivation gate!" Wushuang simulated a mysterious gossip map in his heart, and then found out the true eye of this formation and guided the horse gang step by step into it.

Mongolians are rarely interested in these Qimen Dunjia on the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, these are basically learned in the hands of Wu Gongyao, but they only learn very little, although they can trap those stunned youths, but for Wushuang, it is pediatrics.

"Ze corresponds to the water, and there is a stream in front of it, and it goes southeast along the stream. "Wushuang can find the birth door of this simple formation with his eyes closed.

At the end of the forest is a small courtyard, in the courtyard there is a table of eight immortals, two sturdy Mongolian men are chopping wood, it is now noon, it seems that people are going to cook.

"Put away your guns, Qiangzi, you are not allowed to play tricks for a while, we are here to invite the old-timers out of the mountain!" Wushuang instructed him.

"Master, as for it, it's just an old man, and now he's not a brother of the Ma Gang, we have already given him enough face, his grandmother's, if he gives him shame, I'll tie him up!" Yun Qiang is right, now it's not what it used to be, Yun Qiang is already the big boss of the Ma Gang. If the stick master still recognizes the roots of the horse gang, he must obey Yun Qiang's orders, and even, Yun Qiang does not need to give him a gratuity.

"Don't come nonsense! After all, that's our senior. Go, call the door!" Wushuang kicked him off his horse.

Yun Qiang touched his brain, grinned and stepped forward in a few steps, this brute is too strong, and he has a fierce face, how do you look like a good stubble. He waved his palm and knocked on the door, knocking on the door of the small courtyard to collapse.

"Bang Ye, Bang Ye, come out, I'm a strong man, I'm looking for you to have something! Hurry up!"

The two wood-chopping men in the courtyard immediately picked up their shotguns and greeted Yun Qiang. I guess I didn't treat him as a good person.

"Where did the reckless man come here to mess around? Hurry up and go! If you don't go, be careful that the bullets don't grow long!" These two may be the grandsons of Bangye, who has a son who was killed in battle with other horse gangs in the early years. At the time of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the situation in Inner and Inner Mongolia was turbulent, many forces were vying for territory, and the government was powerless to govern it, so it could only allow them to kill each other.

"I'm Yun Qiang! I want to see the stick master, you two hurry up and call the old man out for me! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will set fire to your yard!" Yun Qiang is not polite, playing tricks with him is not tantamount to killing yourself!

"Can this work? You don't care? What's the difference between your people and your beard? Is this an invitation?" Chu Tianyue was still dealing with the Ma Gang for the first time, and couldn't help but look at it.

Wushuang said that you are used to seeing this, we are reckless bandits, there are rules in the rivers and lakes, Yun Qianggui is the leader of the Dongmeng Ma Gang, and it is natural to have his courage to act on his territory, or it is difficult to convince the public.

"Reckless man looking for death?" The two men immediately raised their shotguns and aimed them at Yun Qiang's head.

At the same time, Yun Qiang's subordinates naturally would not let the big shopkeeper suffer, and more than 20 people outside the courtyard turned over and dismounted, kicked open the far door and rushed in, and also raised their shotguns to surround the two men.

"This is the cruelty of this society, you well-mannered students should study hard. Wushuang didn't look at Chu Tianyue, walked closer to the small courtyard with square steps, leaned on the door panel and smoked a small cigarette and waited.

The current situation is very clear, although he said that Yun Qiang should salute first and then soldier, but he didn't expect that his grandson knew the current affairs so well, and he would be tough with himself, and the people in the rivers and lakes were not afraid of being tough, and they had more than 20 guns. There are still more than a dozen brothers guarding outside the forest, and no one dares to care if they break the sky. In the end, is it possible for this great master to watch his two grandsons get their heads blown out?

The two men were still young, and they didn't notice that there were so many intruders in the first place. Yun Qiang walked over contemptuously and kicked and punched the two men to the ground and snatched their shotguns, grabbed the barrel and butt of the guns with both hands like toys, and folded the shotguns directly with his knees, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn, when Lao Tzu came out to mingle, you two were still wearing open crotch pants, playing tricks with me?

"You...... You're in the wrong place, there's no one named Bang Ye here. The two men said weakly, but their eyes of gain and loss had betrayed them, and the Mongols were simple and bold in temperament, and they would not lie.

Yun Qiang picked up the gun, put the muzzle of the gun against a man's head and shouted: "Don't talk about this useless to Lao Tzu, fooling the ghost?" Then he shouted in a loud voice: "Bang master, Bang master, you come out! I am a strong man, I have something to do with you! Am I really looking for a mistake? No, if I find the wrong one, I can't keep my mouth alive, then I will shoot!"

Wushuang smiled secretly, don't look rude at this reckless man, but sometimes things should be done so directly, no need to make any sense, no need to use any scheming, force is the best way.

"Ahem...... cough ...... "At this time, there were two coughs in the house, and then the door opened, and a bald old man slowly walked out of the house, don't look at this old man who is nearly eighty years old, but Wushuang takes a closer look, ouch, a pair of sharp eagle eyes, a good strong body, if he is thirty years younger, he may have to bow down to the wind in terms of singles, no wonder his legendary story has influenced the horse gang from generation to generation, just this big physique, let alone four, even ten little Japanese are enough to choke his opponent.